Grandpa gently picked up one of his dad's Colts
and held it in his hand as though he was his father
and his father was alive in him. In his eyes was a
great look of respect and admiration for his father.
Tears leaked from his now tightly-closed eyes and
he whispered,"I miss you, Dad."

He slowly opened his eyes and raised them to
mine.
"Joshua, the Devil started a battle with your
great-grandpa by luring him into a guilt that
removed quiet peace from his life. As a result of
this unbridled guilt however, your great-grandpa
was led toward heaven and not hell. Grandpa
Joshua is responsible for building a family that has
continued to do battle against the Evil One for all
these years, and that responsibility is now yours."

About The Author

Bryce grew up in the back country of
northern Ontario, Canada. Being close
to nature and learning tracking skills
had a strong influence on his career
in criminal investigation and body
guarding. He learned all about his
prey and searched for clues. Not so
different from the city, tracking the
'bad guys'. It was just another forest
to play in. This life experience also
strongly influences his writing.